Robert Vickers - Blackmailed teacher

When, she found the tiny triangular flap of skin dangling down beneath the cleft head, she tasted the bitter drop of his pre-cum. He was cocked and ready to fire.

She redoubled her efforts on his prick. She tried to stuff her tongue down his piss-slit. Just trying was enough to get them both really excited.

His hands tightened on her head. He began puffing her face in to his groin. He wanted to face-fuck her now. He wasn't in a position to tell her what he wanted. He had to do it all with the motion of his hands.

She allowed him to pull her face slowly down his long cock. She didn't want to gag on his cock, but she did anyway. It took a great deal of skill to completely swallow a man's cock. She was no Linda Lovelace, but she was going to give it a try with this eight-inch boner.

The second time she went down on his prick, the rubbery tip of his glans bounced off the roof of her mouth. She twisted slightly, her tongue a rough, wet cradle for his cock. Then the long, hard, throbbing cock shot down into her throat.

For a long second, she thought she was going to choke again. She kept it down and even managed to massage the underside of his cock by swallowing a couple times. As her Adam's apple bobbed up and down, he let out a deep moan.

A shrill voice from the back of the room came, "You okay, Mr. Larson? You look sorta white. You sick?"

"No, Linda, I'm not sick. Now, f-finish your test!"

"Yes, sir, if you say so."

There was a ripple of laughter in the class which Ted did nothing to try and stifle. He was too aroused and occupied by the woman sucking on his cock to attempt discipline.

"Admit it, you love me sucking you off in public," she whispered to him. His hands shook as he reached down and lifted her face up to meet his gaze.

"God, I think I hate you mote than anyone else in the whole Goddamned world, and if you don't get to sucking on my cock, I'm going to go out of my skull!"

She smiled at that. He might say he hated her, but he loved the wet, clinging feel of her lips on his prick. And sucking? He couldn't get enough of the blow job she was giving him.

She dived back to work.

Her tongue shot out and circled his glands. The purpled hood of flesh was trembling with desire now. She wasn't quite up to swallowing his entire prick again.

Right now, she was more interested in just giving him the best head she was capable of giving. Then came the man's voice and the words chilled her to the bone.

"Stop! Right there, Jimmy. Hand me your paper. Don't come around the counter."

"Huh?"

Liz turned and saw the blue-jeaned leg of a student right at the edge of the counter. Another half step and he would be able to see everything. But she didn't stop. She kept sucking on the chemistry teacher's prick. This was exciting. The thrill of discovery made her cunt gush with fuck fluids.

The possibility of actually being discovered sucking off the man gave her mouth added vigor.

"J-just give me the p-paper," he stuttered.

"You don't look so good, Mr. Larson. Want me to go down to the nurse and see if she has anything to help you?"

"NO! Uh, just go back to your, umm, seat."

"Are you sure you're okay, Mr. Larson? You got this funny look on your face. Almost like you were getting a…"

"Jimmy!"

"Yes, sir."

Liz was smiling broadly. The thrill of the almost discovery made her all the hotter. She sucked on the man's prick as if she'd never done it before, as if it were a brand new experience for her.

His prick was so damned tasty, she couldn't get enough of it. Licking and kissing the sides of his cock wasn't enough for her. As her nose burrowed into his tangled bush, she let her tongue play with his balls trapped in their hairy little sac.

She batted them around, until she could feel his balls locked up inside tumbling and lurching in real desire.

Hastily she clamped her mouth over the tip of his prick, afraid he was going to shoot his wad. Through some massive exertion on the man's part, he kept his pearly white jism in.

She loved it. She could suck on his cock all the longer now. His hands guided her raven-haired head in and out with the most seductive motion possible. Her lips tightened down into a perfect "O" that caressed every part of his cock as it slipped into her mouth.

Moaning in pleasure, she made certain she breathed hot and heavy when his bush came close to her face. The hat air slipped and stimulated through his pubic hair. The man's prick jumped a little bit harder every time she exhaled.

"Uh, and now, ummm, class, just pass your t-tests in," he stuttered. "I have decided to let you all go a bit early today." Ted was making a valiant effort to keep from losing it all right then and there in front of the students. And Liz was doing her damnedest to make sure he did.

That was part of the thrill she was getting.

She twisted and saw the doorknob turning. Another sudden surge of fear seized her by the throat. For a second, she was unable to move. The door opened and in came Mr. Elliot. The man started to say something, turned to a hidden person in the hall, then called over his shoulder, "I'll talk with you later, Mr. Larson. Better see what Beth Jacobs wants first."

Liz felt Ted slump forward as the door closed again. They hadn't been seen.

"Go on, class. Beat it!"

Liz couldn't see the students leaving the room, but she could guess what the scene was like. They'd all be running to be first out the door. She slouched down but not so far that she would let his prick slip free from her mouth.

She was having too much fun giving him head to quit now. At long last, the final teenager filed from the room. Ted breathed a heavy, sigh in relief and then said, "Goddammit! I ought to throw you but the window, doing something like this to me!"

"Don't you like the feel of my wet, sucking lips all over your great big cock?" she teased.

"Dammit, I do! But in front of the whole fucking class? Shit, lady, you're out of your skull."

"Yes," she agreed. "With lust – for you!"

She applied herself even more vigorously to his prick. Her mouth was hotter than a blast furnace. She sucked harder than a milking machine could have. And she was rewarded by the tangy flood of his jism. The first spurt hit the back of her throat. The next she allowed to smear all over her tongue. That gave her all the encouragement she needed.

Sucking harder, she milked the entire creamy load from his balls. He was left with a limp cock by the time she was satisfied.

"God, I wouldn't have I beieved it," he moaned. "In front of the whole Goddamn class, she gives me a blow job!"

Liz leaned back against the cabinet and licked off a vagrant drop of his cum from her face. It tasted just as good as the power she'd felt over the man.

"You couldn't have gotten all your kicks from sucking me off," Ted stated.

"What do you mean?"

"You didn't get your rocks off, did you?"

Liz thought about it for a moment. She still felt that hunger for long, hard cock in her twat. That was almost a constant thing with her these days. So, no, she hadn't gotten everything she wanted from sucking him off.

"I could do with a bit of prick in the proper place – and I don't mean in my mouth."

"Yeah, I thought so, you horny bitch. Let's go into the darkroom. I want to inventory some stock."

To turn the lights off would rob them of the sense of sight. It was pitch black in that room. Without sight, all their other senses would be even more acute. And that meant the sense of feel, too.

His cock was tingling just thinking about the hot, clutching cunt waiting for him. If she took the risk of sucking him off in front of his students, not to mention almost getting caught by the principal, then there probably wasn't a hell of a lot she couldn't be talked into doing.